The prevention and treatment of the plague continued. As time went on, the Tang Clan's reputation grew increasingly tarnished across the continent, to the point that even a ninety-year-old woman would spit out her phlegm at the mere mention of the Tang Clan's name. Tang San, the sect leader, had truly earned the title of the source of the plague.
Conversely, the worse the Tang Clan and Tang San's reputation became, the more renowned Ning Bei, the Medicine God Douluo, became, as he was a living bodhisattva revered by countless people who had saved his life.
Within the sect, the tense atmosphere that had lingered for dozens of days gradually subsided, and a long-absent smile returned to the face of the sect leader, Ning Fengzhi.
"Belle, there haven't been any outbreaks of the plague across the continent for three days now. It seems to be under control. Even if some Tang Sect disciples were missed, they've most likely fled to the deep mountains and forests to hide. Under those circumstances, even if the toxins were to break out, they wouldn't be able to spread effectively."
"Hmm, that's good."
Ning Bei nodded inwardly. It was quite remarkable that the plague, which had broken out so rapidly, had been controlled to this extent. Tang San probably hadn't anticipated that the damage the plague would cause to the continent would be so minor when he made this move.
Compared to Sect Master Ning Fengzhi, who was more concerned about the safety of his sect and the situation on the continent, Sword and Bone were more interested in Ning Bei's so-called self-created divine position.
Gu Rong looked at Ning Bei impatiently and asked,
"Bei'er, is there any progress on your self-created soul skill?"
Feeling the increasingly intense gazes of the three, Ning Bei's lips curled into a smile. Faith is a mysterious thing, but Ning Bei could truly feel its power. On the ninth level of his Pill Tower, he had condensed a six-pointed star with the power of faith. Even if he had not yet found the ultimate path to becoming a god by condensing faith, he could at least be sure that this method was indeed feasible.
"Father, and Grandfathers, the path to godhood through faith is indeed feasible, but I still need a lot of time to explore it. For example, how much faith power is needed to condense a godhood, or how to condense a godhood once I have enough faith power."
"That's good, that's good. We're not in a hurry. I believe with your brain, you'll definitely find a way in the future."
Not only were Ning Fengzhi and the other two paying attention to Ning Bei's progress in creating her own godhood, but even the three giants of the far north in Ning Bei's mind were taking this matter very seriously. After all, the path to godhood through faith seemed to be feasible for them as well, especially the two Ice and Snow Empresses. One of them had her own clan in the far north, and the other was already the spirit of the far north, enjoying the reverence of all races.
"You've really found a path, kid. It seems my backers will be even stronger in the future."
"Show me some respect."
Hearing Tianmeng refer to Ning Bei as "you kid" again, the Snow Empress's beautiful face instantly turned frosty, scaring Tianmeng into shrinking her fat neck.
Ning Bei scoffed at Tian Meng's praise, pursing her lips and saying,
"It's not even close to being established yet! What use is faith alone? We might not even figure out how to condense a divine spark by the day I die."
Hearing Ning Bei's words, the Ice and Snow Emperors slowly wiped the smiles from their faces. Indeed, as she said, the path to godhood was difficult, let alone relying solely on one's own power. They shouldn't place too much hope on it.
Compared to the Ice and Snow Emperors' silence, Tian Meng revealed a mocking expression.
"You little... Ice God, even you have moments when you can't think straight!"
"Hmm? What do you mean? Explain in detail."
Seeing that Tian Meng seemed to have an idea, Ning Bei's eyes lit up. Regardless of whether the idea was reliable or not, it was always good to listen.
Tian Meng, seeing this, also put on a smug expression, looking like he was the boss, making the three of them want to beat him up. However, seeing that he genuinely had a good idea, they suppressed their impulse.
"You fatso, stop beating around the bush and just tell me!"
Hyotei stepped forward and delivered a flying kick, sending Tianmeng tumbling several times on the ground. The fat silkworm got up without any displeasure, instead showing an expression of enjoyment, which made the three of them disgusted.
Seeing the three of them looking at her with displeasure, Tianmeng swallowed and didn't dare to keep them in suspense any longer, and revealed her thoughts one by one.
"Think about it, just because you don't know the method doesn't mean others don't know it either. You can ask those who might know, right?"
It turns out people really do laugh when they're extremely speechless. Ning Bei, including the Ice and Snow Emperors, were like that. If they could find someone who knew the method, would they still be waiting here? Where would they find the Sea God and the First Angel God?
"Is this the method you're talking about? Come on, tell me someone we can find who knows how to condense faith to become a god. If you can't, I'll lock you in the Sea of Consciousness's little dark room and make you spout nonsense all day long." "
As far as I know, only the Sea God and the Angel God became gods using this method. Where am I supposed to find them?"
Seeing Ning Bei's indignant expression, Tian Meng's disdain deepened.
"Who said only the Sea God and the Angel God know the method?"
"Oh? Then tell me, who else?"
"Before the Dragon God created the God Realm, there weren't many gods, were there? How could the Dragon God not know the method?"
Hearing this, Ning Bei almost fainted from anger. She materialized in her Sea of Consciousness, grabbed Tian Meng's chubby cheeks, and lifted her into the air.
"Ouch! Ouch! You little brat, let go of me right now, immediately!"
"Dragon God? I can't even find the Sea God or the Angel God, where am I supposed to go?"
Ning Bei wanted to say that it was even more impossible for her to find the Dragon God, but then she thought, even if she couldn't see the Dragon God, wasn't the Great Dragon Queen eating and drinking for free in her mansion? Half of the Dragon God should know something, right?
"You mean—"
"That's exactly what I mean, let go of me right now, it really hurts!"
Releasing the fat on Tian Meng's cheek, Ning Bei gave a sheepish smile, then looked at Bing Di beside her for a finishing blow.
"Bing'er, actually Tian Meng isn't bad either, you should consider it."
"I can't even consider it, I'll eat it as soon as we get out of here."
Bing and Xue were still a little confused, not understanding why these two looked so confident when the Dragon God was mentioned. Would the Dragon God even see a few small fry like them?
Tian Meng saw the two women's expressions and quickly cleared up their doubts.
"Have you forgotten the one who followed this kid back from the Star Dou Great Forest?"
Hearing this, the two women's large, expressive eyes widened instantly, revealing expressions of understanding.
"I see. As half an avatar of the Dragon God, our master should know something. Ice God, let's go ask her quickly."
"Yes, that's what I was thinking too."
After discussing the aftermath on the continent with Ning Fengzhi, Ning Bei went directly to the Great Mother Dragon's residence and knocked on her door.
(End of Chapter)